meloostraightfromhertilt-a-world
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I feel fine or I once did skin and nerves so smooth I felt fine alright but let too many and too much touch the merchandise I feel fine when I write when I speak with the one who loves me back no character attacks not like the ones I once got used to but no longer accept I've canceled their checks but every once in awhile in my dreams they sneak back and I have to insert myself into my night skin and tell them they have no place and to find their own I feel finer now than I ever did when I was a kid coltish and punchy and bruised from the inside to the outs now I don't have to give no explanations I can pout and sulk but its only a put on I've got lots to live for heck, I've been going on here for more than a half-century but sometimes I get blinded by ideas what I might have been had I not given in and said I feel fine when I didn't. /////\\\\\/////\\\\\ Sunday, Mother's Day May 13, 2012 8:47am PST Copyrighted/All Legal Rights Reserved By this Author/writer for this work/poem for this SITE TITLE: Melissa Ann Howells Meloo Tilt-a-World Vote for this poem
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